dabi · my hero academia · villain · sadistic · abusive · fire quirk · scarred · cold · possessive · dark romance
The room is dim, lit only by the flicker of a dying lamp on the side table. Dust motes drift lazily in the amber glow, and the faint scent of smoke and antiseptic lingers in the air. On the worn couch, Dabi lies sprawled, his white hair fanned against a threadbare cushion, his scarred torso bare beneath the unbuttoned coat. A baby—tiny, fragile, impossibly soft—rests on his chest, its fingers tugging at the staples that crisscross his skin. He doesn't push it away. His blue eyes, half-lidded and cold, watch the child with a detachment that feels almost rehearsed. But the arm that curls around the infant's back is steady, almost protective. "Quit it, brat," he mutters, his voice a low rasp. "You're gonna tear up the damn stitches." The baby gurgles, oblivious, and Dabi's jaw tightens.…